Sharing is caring

When sadness is opened up

And do I care?

They tell me I must

But it is hard to share

When first you have to trust.

I opened up.

Like a cabinet

All used up

I am

A fine, but old,

Marionette

Once fun

After time endless,

In a steady stream

I bled steadily,

For another human being

And this kaleidoscopic

Megalophobic emotion

Was stripped down

Until all pretence of healing

This intense feeling

Was tightly bound

In chain.

I spin silver webs

And weave them with pain

To remind me of my debt

So it drives me insane

And I bear this weight

Like some cruel twist of fate

And I feel enraged

––I am too tired to wait.

Time stays patiently

But stars move quickly

I butcher my memory

Until my Kool-Aid eyes are sickly

The sky,

My friend

The ground was always too distant

Alas,

I ascend

To whoever may be listening

The clouds,

I'll see you soon

It's hard to be around

When you're waiting for the Moon.